Luyện nghe bài hát Balls of Steel

[snoop
Soldiers..
Gangstaz, gangstaz.. my nigga?
Yeah I'm fin' to fall off this party with my lil' bitch mane
It's in her
Nah you gotta roll with me it's all good
I her dog
Aw nigga up nigga, I hear you, don't trip

Well the party didn't til I walked in
And I probably won't leave until I finish henn'
But in between time or in the
I slid my bitch in the back do' an she crept in the nine
We came here together so we can fun
Me and you baby one on one
It's yo' hood so I figure good
But if them niggaz trippin
I ain't trippin shit I hollywood
We handles ours the all-stars to the handlebars
buckshots comin from the homies in the cars
Aww yeah; how y'all wanna this
Naw hold on let me see how I say this
The bitch that I was wit to set me up
Whatever reason would they wanna wet me up
And get me up out the bitch wit da
And a party wit a gang of off brands and a (where you from)
I gotta dust em if I em
And these niggaz don't like they wanna tussle (fuck em)
I'ma to the who-ride - all by my lonely
Nigga didn't damn homie
I wish I woulda, but I
I'm wit dis hood rat (bullshit ya bullshittin)
what's wrong wit niggaz
Steady thinkin wit ya dick, and faith in a bitch
Dogg is chillin, makin a
What more can I "top billin'"
Thats what I get, I got it
Crackin bitches in ya bitch
Would you stop schemin, and lookin
I got a big bodyguard
So step up if you wanna get
mad cause I touched under his bitch skirt
I get the money, the I got
Hoes call me doggy when they feel hot
how it is, ask yo' kids
I stole ya hoe while you was in
Jail, for spousal
You was jealous it's all your
is chillin, makin a killin
What can I say? "top billin'"
Shootin dice came up short now I'm bad
Lost the and the keys to the caddy
So bad that I'm livin my momma now
And my bitch done dipped 'cause I run outta chips
I lost my balla doe and my hoe
Man to some sucka ass nigga man I'm slow
Can't ain't even call a hoe; I'm smalla loc
Next thing to do is rob a ball of (give it up nigga)
Shit's real; we for the meal
Take it, cause once we get it, y'all come it
And bring them same skanless (why? )
I got some layin low in the kitchen
On a mission to keep on all fools
dogg cold out shot us them hoes broke the rule
They gonna get got, feel the pain, sweeter and
Even bitches feel the heater

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